“Promenades With Words”
Garbage nouns,
and verbicidal prepositions
poisoned pronouns
collage of cancerous spelling
and twisted vernacular
depicts
The Last Sentence,
you left me to paste,
tack on to
the corkboard wall where
our adjectives found duels, between strategy scenes
sterling suspended the acquisition,
who would dethrone Webster?
Higher grew the bed
of restless walks,
vacationing minds
sat high upon the aerie
Where winged words rose above the guttural speech
I found choking the breath
ten thousand scores of blending brutal,
jarring exhibitions,
of dancing definitions
in a waltz of dissonance
crushed